You never know how one word can impact a stranger’s life…
You can never overestimate the power of a moment. For Bekah Georgy, it was one moment in a Starbucks that was just the word she needed to choose life that day.
The ballet loving teen has been battling anorexia for most of her life, and after one visit to the coffee shop she took to Facebook to share the smallest act of kindness that left the biggest impression.
It was during one of her darker days when she made her way into the coffee shop known for writing your name on the side of the cup, but this barista wrote something else. The word “Smile.”
“You were just going about your job, unaware that writing a minuscule word on my drink would change my day and possibly my life…”
You didn’t know me and you didn’t know my story. Most importantly, you probably didn’t know writing the simple word “smile” on my order would change my day for the better. When you look at me, you might assume I’m happy, bubbly, outgoing and full of life. But you don’t really see the complete me.
You wouldn’t know that behind this plastered smile is a girl who has broken and fallen to pieces.
You wouldn’t know this girl had so much self-hate, she starved herself for over half her young life. Or that she’s tried to end her own life five times.
I’m guessing you didn’t know these past few weeks, and that day particularly, had been extremely hard.
You were just going about your job, unaware that writing a minuscule word on my drink would change my day and possibly my life.
Maybe you wrote ‘smile’ on my drink because you saw the feeding tube. Or maybe you could see past my fake smile because you’ve been where I am.
Either way, I’m grateful. You didn’t have to make my order special. You could have treated me like another annoying customer. But you took that extra second to add some positivity to a life that’s been filled with so much negatively lately.
You see, my day consisted of a horrible doctor’s appointment and a horrible therapy session. I was filled with hopelessness, and my suicidal thoughts were getting worse. When my anorexia is bad sometimes coffee is the only thing I can drink. But I was afraid to consume even coffee that day.
If I hadn’t encountered that cup, I could have done more damage to myself that night.
When I read that word, I couldn’t help but smile, literally.
A simple act of kindness can mean the world to someone. It can provide hope for the hopeless.
Now I plan to pass this hope along.